I Can Almost See My House From Here

Just after I got the tent packed away this morning it started raining quite hard. Maybe I’m getting old or just becoming a wimp but climbing those long steep inclines when they are wet and slippery knackers me.

Part of the problem is fear; if I slip and break a leg or fall over the side …

Another part is frustration at having to go so slow; each foot has to be precisely placed. There is no room for error which makes progress very slow. This, along with the very hot wet weather which necessitates wearing full waterproofs from top to toe, soon turn the experience into a personal sweat sauna.

‘Get Gortex,’ I hear you shout – I have got Gortex kit but this weather overpowers it.

I had a slip on one of the steep sets of stone steps and knocked my right elbow again but all seems okay now.

getting closer

NT loveliness

can I catch a lift?

Old Harry

Walked into Worth Matravers this morning hoping to get some breakfast but the cafe and pub were both closed – never mind.

The weather improved after Worth and I enjoyed the walk to Swanage and beyond to Old Harry’s rocks where I am camped. I could see home from here if the visibility was a bit better.